Lyrics It Is What It Is (feat. Sophia Galate) - Whest Cornell
You
know
what
it
is
I
said
you
know
what
it
is
You
know
what
it
is
Don't
you
know
What
it
is
I
put
my
hand
in
the
sky
Twist
it
down
the
middle
West
side
till
I
die
I
put
my
hand
in
the
sky
Twist
it
down
the
middle
West
side
till
I
die
I
put
my
hand
in
the
sky
Twist
it
down
the
middle
West
side
till
I
die
This
for
the
place
that
I
call
home
Purple
gold,
palm
trees,
big
clouds
Of
that
homegrown
Money
making
moves
daily
On
the
cell
phone
You
can
be
a
star
And
still
live
close
Where
you
end
up
on
the
news
For
the
dumb
shit
Where
you
rack
up
all
the
views
For
the
IG
Please
don't
be
corny
When
you
rolling
down
sunset
What's
good
tryna
party
tonight
Fresh
fade
with
a
shave
And
I'm
on
one
tonight
Homegirl
got
game
And
the
body
is
right
She
sing
on
key
And
didn't
go
under
the
knife
All
natural,
fundamental,
love
In-N-Out
When
she
on
the
loud
Brings
it
down
Turns
it
back
around
She
will
dance
in
the
mirror
Like
she
mimicking
Shakira
Start
seeing
sounds
like
she
In
love
with
NERD
You!
Yea
you,
yea
you,
yea
you
You!
Yea
you,
yea
you
You
know
what
it
is?!
You
know
what
it
is!
Oh
you
know
what
it
is!
Oh
you
know
what
it
is!
Oh
you
know
what
it
is!
You!
Yea
you,
yea
you,
yea
you
You!
Yea
you,
yea
you
You
know
what
it
is?!
You
know
what
it
is!
Oh
you
know
what
it
is!
Oh
you
know
what
it
is!
Oh
you
know
what
it
is!
She
smoke
a
loose
leaf
In
her
hooptie
Bumpin
Oldies
Looking
like
my
shawty,
baby!
Got
a
nickname
like
the
sunshine
You
can
be
my
all
time
favorite
Fuck
the
haters
They
can
say
what
they
wanna
They
just
gonna
Make
us
stronger
Believe
me
lady
It
drives
them
crazy
When
we
drive
Mercedes
And
our
vibe
amazing
From
the
cheifing
maybe?
You!
Yea
you,
yea
you,
yea
you
You!
Yea
you,
yea
you
You
know
what
it
is?!
You
know
what
it
is!
Oh
you
know
what
it
is!
Oh
you
know
what
it
is!
Oh
you
know
what
it
is!
You!
Yea
you,
yea
you,
yea
you
You!
Yea
you,
yea
you
You
know
what
it
is?!
Oh
you
know
what
it
is?
I
had
dreams
of
loving
an
RnB
Queen
like
Sade
When
I
flipped
through
the
magazine
I
could
be
a
cover
star
Manifested
everywhere
we
are
Predicted
where
we
going,
we
never
gonna
starve
The
clothing
only
elevates
Take
time
to
celebrate
Let
the
bottles
clink
at
the
bottom
Let
the
smoke
rise
to
the
tippy
I
brought
my
gang
with
me
Every
night
movie
night
Grab
the
snacks
and
the
brew
Bout
to
make
another
tune
Quickly
present
to
you,
yea
Whestworld
from
the
east
side
of
the
five
six
two
Showing
you
how
its
done
Independent
label
and
we
still
ain't,
yea
yea
hahaha
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